"Believe me, kid," Logan says, "if worryin' about bad luck ever stopped me, I'd be a whole different person."
He snaps open the beer, sniffs it again, and takes an experimental sip. It's not exactly the best beer he's ever had, but after the week he's had, it's one of the most welcome. He drinks half of it without stopping to take a breath, then lowers it and looks down at Ellie. The beer combined with not a whole lot of food and the constant exertion of his healing factor rolls a wave of fatigue through his body.
With a groan he sinks down beside her, sliding down with a thump onto the floor.
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He snaps open the beer, sniffs it again, and takes an experimental sip. It's not exactly the best beer he's ever had, but after the week he's had, it's one of the most welcome. He drinks half of it without stopping to take a breath, then lowers it and looks down at Ellie. The beer combined with not a whole lot of food and the constant exertion of his healing factor rolls a wave of fatigue through his body.
With a groan he sinks down beside her, sliding down with a thump onto the floor.